[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"I never thought that when I met you, His Highness the Crown Prince would insist on coming over."

"No, it's not." His Royal Highness felt uncomfortably hot all over his body, and his sanity had long been burned away. He just followed his instinct and pressed against Pei Zhi, "It's hot, I'm so hot."

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Seeing the prince's whole body nestled in his arms, holding his clothes tightly with both hands, his hot and red cheeks pressed against his chest, he immediately let out a comfortable sigh.

But after all, it was only a drop in the bucket, and such a little coolness could not extinguish the fire in his body. "Take me back home, Pei Zhi, hurry up, hurry up, I feel so uncomfortable..." The prince raised his eyes and glanced at Pei who was frowning. I know, my voice is sobbing, with a hint of crying.

Pei Zhi also understood that the Crown Prince holding him at the moment was not just drunk.

Intuition told Pei that something was wrong with this woman, but at this moment His Highness the Crown Prince issued an order, and there were no attendants of His Highness the Crown Prince around.

Pei Zhi couldn't care about anything else and had to send the prince back to his home first.

Along the way, the prince, who was like a furnace, pressed closely against Pei Zhi, grabbing the slightest bit of coolness.

Maybe it was infected by His Highness the Crown Prince, or maybe the two of them were too close to each other.

Pei Zhi felt that he was also burning up at this moment, and waves of heat surged out of his body, which made Pei Zhi feel a little dizzy.

Pei Zhi stretched out his hand, trying to pull His Highness the Crown Prince further away, but the person in his arms hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

At this moment, Yan Zhi, whose eyes were red with lust, had no trace of reason at all. The effect of the drug inspired the most primitive human behavior, and Yan Zhi's brain instinctively chased after it.

He began to move his hands up and down the body in front of him, and without stopping, his lips nibbled and bit into Pei Zhi's neck, leaving a series of wet marks.

His hands had no way to find a way, so he could only rub them through the clothes, but his lips went up the neck and bit the lips that were originally cool but now hot.

Yan Ji's behavior was undoubtedly the best catalyst. Pei Zhi's Adam's apple rolled and his breathing began to become unstable.

He controlled the prince's unruly hands and lips and held them in his arms.

In the cold moonlight, Pei Zhi considered whether it would be better to send the prince directly to the flower house. After all, the prince was unconscious just now and recognized himself as a woman. Pei Zhi was a little annoyed by his behavior of raising and lowering his hands. .

"Send me back to the mansion." At this time, the prince woke up again and said through gritted teeth.

"Okay." Pei Zhi had no choice but to give up the idea just now.

His Royal Highness does not have a princess, but there should be a few concubines in the palace.

Thinking of this, Pei Zhi stopped worrying and planned to send the prince to the mansion as soon as possible.

Pei Zhi's body temperature is also gradually rising, and a heat wave rushes through his body.

Pei Zhi realized that he was not infected by His Highness the Crown Prince, and thought of the medicine powder that the palace maid sprinkled on him.

Damn!

Pei Zhi breathed quickly and stepped up his pace.

At this moment, Pei Zhi's clothes had been stripped into a mess by His Highness the Crown Prince, and His Highness the Crown Prince himself also had wrinkles on his clothes.

The two of them were obviously in a disgraceful state.

Pei Zhi shook his head to keep himself awake, and chose to climb over the wall and enter the prince's mansion.

"Your Highness, which room is your room?" Pei Zhi asked breathlessly.

The prince turned his head drowsily and pointed at one at random.

Pei Zhi kicked the door open and put the person on the bed.

Prince Yan Xixi was aloof, and there were not many people waiting around, so no one noticed the arrival of the two of them. The door that was kicked open and then closed only frightened the birds in the tree.

Although he was already feeling very uncomfortable, Pei Zhi still decided to be a good person to the end, opened the door and planned to go out.

The prince, who was forcibly stripped and placed on the bed, stood up in shock. He put his weak hands on the bed and his voice was hoarse. From time to time, a muffled sound escaped from the corners of his lips, "You, what are you going to do?"

The moonlight outside the window shone in, and Yan Xi's rude appearance was clearly visible, but this was not what he should see. Pei Zhi lowered his head and said, "Ask your concubine to help you."

However, the prince stood up unsteadily, his eyes filled with spring water, and gradually approached Pei Zhi, "Don't look for them, they can't help me."

At this moment, Pei knew that the anger in his body could no longer be suppressed, but he had no choice but to be patient and said, "Your Highness, please stop joking."

The moonlight at the door hit Pei Zhi's face, and the prince was in a trance. His heart seemed to be tickled by a cat's tail. Water entered the hot oil and exploded with a "pop".

Perhaps he was dazzled by the moonlight, dominated by his body's instinct, or perhaps attracted by the person in front of him. The prince pinched Pei Zhi's hot fingers, which seemed to burn him, and pressed them between his eyebrows.

Pei Zhi stood there, watching the prince staring directly into his eyes, until he let go of his hand and saw the bright red mole between the prince's eyebrows.

His pupils tightened, and Pei Zhi immediately lowered his eyes as if he had been burned.

His Highness the Crown Prince refused. He pinched Pei Zhi's chin with a pair of sharp-jointed hands, and said with a gasp in his voice, "Gu, I order you to look."

"Do you see clearly?" The prince let go of his hand and fell towards Pei Zhi as if he was unloading all his strength. His chin rested on Pei Zhi's shoulder. "The only one who can help me at this moment is you." Hot air sprayed on Pei Zhi's ears.

A pool of still water was finally confused by the moon in the sky, and the water rippled in circles, and it was never calm again.

Pei Zhi put his arms around the prince's slender waist, his Adam's apple rolling, "Okay."

There were glasses of wine and laughter in front of him, but Shi Yu felt irritable in his heart. Maybe he drank too much wine and his body was burning.

Looking at the soldiers who had followed him in the army for many years, Shi Yu had no choice but to smile and drink the wine in the glass.

At this time, the people around Shi Yu had almost dispersed. Shi Yu stood up, barely suppressed the restlessness in his heart and body, and walked to Song Cian's side.

The general is here. Everyone smiled and greeted each other, but their eyes couldn't hide their curiosity and scrutiny.

Song Cian stretched out his hand to support Shi Yu's waist and said in a worried tone, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Host, Shi Yu was drugged." 001 reminded, "Well... I can't say that it was drugged. It was mainly caused by accidental injuries." He shook his head and nodded, pointing to his collar, "It's a bit hot, I don't feel comfortable. .”

"Well, host, Shi Yu was drugged." 001's guilty voice sounded, "Well... we can't say that he was drugged. It was mainly due to accidental injuries."

Song Cian's brows suddenly wrinkled, thinking of the first time the two met.

"Host, you didn't ask me in the first place." 001's mean voice sounded, "You can't blame me now."

Song Ci'an:...

A familiar feeling surged through my body, this time extremely violent, and it was obviously not due to drinking.

Shiyu's pupils were shaking, which was similar to the feeling of Chinese medicine last time.

Pulling Song Sian's sleeve, Shi Yu leaned into Song Sian's ear, "I, I seem to have been drugged."

Song Cian nodded, "Let's go back first."

The emperor and the empress had also left the table at this moment. Song Cian and Shi Yu walked out of the door. Song Cian's arm was slightly holding Shi Yu, and the two were close to each other, with burning heat flowing between them.

Before the two of them could go out, they heard the noise outside.